Lyrics:
subconscious with these programs like a tv
Shatter yo paradigm s
And have you seeing just how we see
Easy
King
Be easy
Don't wake me up they sleeping
Well let
her waiting, waiting)
Oh, let me think
What if she finds a man
Who's got so much more time
For her than me on his hands?
That don't make sense
Do you remember that song by Janis Ian?
The one where she complains about
Not getting chosen for the basketball team?
Her song went, "For those
niggas from a black family
Can't meet you face to face
It's members only
I don't trust many
My shordy high class
Her rank way above the top level
I'm that
don't do drive by's we
Do pull ups like Sonic
Don't it, remind you of greatness
Leave your ass faceless
I battle you, take your heart
And then taste it
Still, it pains me I can’t make her mother the one get the ring
If you ask her tell it different gift of gab can kill a queen
Visions of grandeur of some
feen she is ah feen over me
the way i touch her so good she don't wants to leave
Am feen am a feen am a feen over p
Should I stay ,,should I go ,,is
the dough out
If you don't know the name just call me big racks
If you look like a lame then expect me to tax
They say they want smoke but they selling air
and go way overseas with
Your name on a plane you just flown
Khalifa don't play by the rules
I don't bend 'em or break 'em
I'ma make 'em my own
Finna make
designer is casual attire
Ima serve you some weed then I'm taking your lighter
A Nigga can't smoke if they don't got fire
I ain't running from fire I'm
go run and hide
Boss in the south
So call me General Lee
And Generally, I'll tell it to your face
So Genuinely, especially
If you don't believe me
body makin' all the noise
Clap it up, stack it up
Where your purse? Just pack it up
Grab her hand, tell her we should go now
If you really wanna take
the mustard, (Na)
Young nig*** fighting back we don't sit round and just suffer,
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So flawless, ima get this doe reagardless,
I'm more than just an artist, you
at home
Young nigga but jit act grown
Thug niggas don't live that long
VERSE 2
And you know when the hammers blow
We slanging that K when it's time to go
to change himself
Beat her to a pulp, and make her blame herself
I tried to talk to her, mama you don't have to stay
Just pack your bags and go, you can walk
her in streets like it been glad to meet her
Rare ass kicks that you can't get, but they still getting turnt in beater
Don't wanna work with ya either
leave her
Be with me
You don't want her
Don't be machine
You're so sweet
You're my tangerine
Look
I see you and she
You and me
We can't make three
But if
Bitches and thugs, spit game and throw slugs
It's the Ruler, live by, take it in blood
Cuz it's the J to the A to the death nigga what
Don't get it fucked
new hoe, why you had to diss her
Tryna make up all these new lives, I don't even miss her
Boy, let's hit that nigga body up like he had a blister
My
beyond the sun
There is no one besides the only one
And you know I gotta let 'em know
If you love it, let it go
At a all time low and all I know is all
the ice out my veins
Make her say Ole
She a bad mamacita, I think about her and I go insane
Make her say Ole
Y te amaré por siempre
You say my name I swear
hurt a fool
Well, don't even try
Because genuine fools
Don't play by the rules
And she
Won't reconsider
Whoa, oh, oh, you can't hurt a fool
astral projection the topic
Let me be honest
You are the root to like all of my problems
If I was single I wouldn't be starving
Wouldn't be broke
Wouldn't
soon as i get there i find Afeni urgin' me
think i missed my baby, don't leave after surgery
so i'm lookin in her eyes while they walkin me through
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